She Moves In Her Own Way

So at my show on MondayI was hoping somedayYou'd be on your way to better thingsIt's not about your make-upOr how you try to shape upTo these tiresome paper dreamsPaper dreams, honey

So now you pour your heart outYou're telling me you're far outNot about to lie down for your causeBut you don't pull my strings'Cause I'm a better manMoving on to better things

Well uh oh, I love her becauseShe moves in her own wayBut uh oh, she came to my showJust to hear about my day

And at the show on TuesdayShe was in her mindsetTempered furs and spangled bootsLooks are deceivingMaking me believe itAnd these tiresome paper dreamsPaper dreams, honey

So won't you go farTell me you're a keeperNot about to lie down for your causeBut you don't pull my strings'Cause I'm a better manMoving on to better things

But uh oh, I love her becauseShe moves in her own wayBut uh oh, she came to my showJust to hear about my day

Yes, I wish that we never made itThrough all the summersThey're keeping us instead ofKicking us back down to the suburbsYes, I wish that we never made itThrough all the summersThey're keeping us instead ofKicking us back down to the suburbs

But uh oh, I love her becauseShe moves in her own wayBut uh oh, she came to my showJust to hear about my day

But uh oh, I love her becauseShe moves in her own wayBut uh oh, she came to my showJust to hear about my day